Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 1122 Their Own Battles, Wu Gensheng's Temperament Changes Dramatically

Looking at her naive and unsophisticated appearance, Lü Ci laughed loudly, "To others, this is indeed a fantasy, but to Senior Brother Zhang, it's nothing more than child's play! Senior Brother Zhang will use similar methods!"

"However, that time, Senior Brother Zhang didn't take the heart, but the liver. He took a liver that was completely hardened and necrotic directly out of a living person's stomach."

"Then, like peeling an apple, the necrotic parts were removed, and new flesh and blood were spurred to grow using Qi. Finally, it was put back in! Now, that person is more energetic than anyone else!"

Duanmu Ying was stunned: "Such a miraculous technique really exists in the world?!"

“Is there any doubt about that?” Lü Ci continued, “Back when Senior Brother Zhang was wiping out the Japanese pirates in Changbai Mountain, he even made those who lost legs or arms in battle have their limbs regenerate on the spot. Haven’t you heard about that?”

Duanmu Ying fell silent. She had indeed heard these rumors, but there were so many rumors about the Little Celestial Master that she had no idea which were true and which were false.

She wouldn't question rumors from other sources too much.

But she was a doctor, and she knew better than anyone what limb regeneration really meant, so she didn't believe it was true.

But now, Lü Ci was telling her with absolute certainty that it was all true, which made Duanmu Ying waver.

After all, the Little Celestial Master is indeed someone who often creates miracles. Last time, at Lin Yu and Lu Jin's wedding, he conjured up a garden full of spring colors out of thin air in the dead of winter.

If the idea of ​​limb regeneration or heart removal treatment were applied to him, it wouldn't seem so hard to accept.

"Now that you mention it..." Duanmu Ying took a deep breath, her eyes gleaming with a fervent thirst for knowledge: "I really... can't wait to go and pay my respects to the Little Celestial Master!"

“There’s no chance for now. Senior Brother Zhang is in seclusion. I can introduce you to him once he finishes his seclusion,” Lü Ci said.

"Thank you in advance!" Duanmu Ying said, then paused and added, "Does the Little Celestial Master really have a time when he emerges from seclusion?"

"What do you mean?" Lü Ci narrowed his eyes: "Do you believe the rumors spread by the Japanese pirates in recent years, thinking that Senior Brother Zhang was seriously injured and had to go into seclusion?"

Seeing that Lü Ci was serious, Duanmu Ying stopped joking and replied earnestly:

"It's not that. I was wondering if the little celestial master might ascend to immortality while he was in seclusion. Although I've never seen an immortal and never believed in anyone becoming an immortal before, what if he did?"

She paused for a moment, then continued, "The Little Celestial Master's power always gives me a sense of unreality, especially after you just mentioned his miraculous medical skills. This sense of unreality has become stronger and stronger. I even feel that he is not like someone of our generation, but more like someone who should only exist in those legendary ancient books."

Upon hearing this, Lü Ci did not give an immediate reply. He pondered for a moment and said, "It's normal for you to have this feeling. I have it too. Not just me, Fatty Wang, Lu Jin, and even Zhang Huaiyi all have this feeling."

“In the past, we could still see Senior Brother Zhang’s back. Even if we couldn’t see his back, we could feel his Qi. He was a living person. But I don’t know when, I can no longer see Senior Brother Zhang’s back, nor can I feel his Qi.”

"Although he still exists in my physical eyes, my Qi can no longer sense him. At that time, I would sometimes wonder if one day I would wake up and Senior Brother Zhang would be completely gone. This was a thought from many years ago, but I think Senior Brother Zhang has always been there..."

Lu Ci paused for a moment, then continued, "He will always be there. Even if one day he ascends to heaven like the Wudang Sect Master, he will not disappear."

Seeing Lü Ci's confident expression, Duanmu Ying opened her mouth but didn't speak. She simply nodded, then stood up and said:

"Take good care of yourself and recover well!"

"Why bother with further care?" Lu Ci said, "Didn't you bring me all the antidote? I'll be discharged today."

Duanmu Ying turned around: "That's right. Don't take up the medical resources of the field hospital. They are very precious."

“You do have that much awareness.” Lu Ci said, taking out a piece of yin-yang paper and handing it to Duanmu Ying: “If anything happens, you can contact me through this.”

Duanmu Ying glanced down at the yin-yang paper, then at Lü Ci, and reached out to take it: "Thank you!"

Having said that, he put away the paper, turned around, and left.

"polite!"

Lu Ci waved to Duanmu Ying's back, then got up, left the hospital bed, and walked out of the hospital.

It's called a hospital, but it's really just a cluster of earthen kilns. This is the current environment of a field hospital. And even so, it's not bad, because field hospitals are mobile, sometimes even in the open air, or in the thatched houses of villagers.

The operating table was also very simple: a few benches and a door panel put together made a sturdy operating bed. Many medical instruments were repeatedly boiled for sterilization.

Of course, although the conditions were rudimentary, the number of people saved was countless. Moreover, the Tiantong Church had always provided medical resources, and a batch of antibiotics produced by the Tiantong Laboratory in Chongqing was sent here every month.

Of course, most of the medicines would be sent to the front lines, and these medicines were personally escorted by the Tian Tong Church's escort team.

The reason Wang Ai did this was because he discovered that the medicines he donated in the morning were already circulating on the black market by the afternoon, and at a very high price, which infuriated him. It wasn't easy for him to get these devices from across the ocean; this was the only production capacity he had in a month. All his hard work hadn't benefited the soldiers; instead, they were circulating on the black market.

In a fit of anger, Wang Ai bought back the medicine from the black market and personally sent people to deliver it to the front-line hospitals to prevent middlemen from reselling it.

Even so, a small amount of drugs still ended up on the black market.

This infuriated him. How could he possibly succeed when he was already like this?

Wang Ai took the medicine she bought from the black market and threw it directly in front of the man surnamed Song, telling him that if he continued to discover such things, then the medicine aid would be completely stopped.

The man surnamed Song quickly reassured him and gave him a guarantee, and the matter was finally resolved.

But in fact, Wang Ai did not believe it. After that, some of the medical resources of the Tiantong Church began to be tilted towards this side. Even when donating medicine, they only donated it to their own hospitals near the front line.

With war raging, the medical halls under the Tian Tong Church are naturally contributing their efforts. Master Huang Liuye is leading a large number of shamanic disciples from Northeast China, as well as white immortals, to various battlefields, doing their utmost to contribute to this war.

The medical hall was guarded by the sweepers led by Liu Kunsheng.

Before entering deep seclusion, Zhang Zhiwei used some means to go to Northeast China and meet Liu Kunsheng, who had fought there for many years. He then fulfilled his promise and granted Liu Kunsheng his wish to have a body like Master Huang's. In fact, because Zhang Zhiwei was now much stronger than before, Liu Kunsheng's body was even more perfect than Master Huang's.

Liu Kunsheng had been a shaman for many years and had experienced all walks of life through the bodies of his disciples, but this was very different from his own personal experience. As an old friend, Master Huang decided to take him under his wing and then tricked him into becoming his bodyguard.

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Meanwhile, Lü Ci returned to the Independent Regiment and stayed for a few more days. With the end of his three-month "temporary transfer period," he bid farewell to Zhang Huaiyi and Tian Jinzhong and returned to the brigade headquarters.

Shortly afterward, the Japanese pirates, seeking revenge for the successive attacks by hundreds of regiments, launched a massive counter-offensive, known as the "Iron Wall Encirclement," plunging the entire Shanxi-northwest region into chaos. Lü Ci, utilizing his Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical martial art), demonstrated remarkable reconnaissance abilities during this counter-offensive, making significant contributions.

During this process, he encountered Lu Jin again after a long time, and his unit was also retreating.

The two met and were filled with envy, and got drunk that very day.

As they drank, the two, who used to fight whenever they met, now stood arm in arm, their eyes glazed with drunkenness, reminiscing about their glorious past.

The next day, after sobering up, the two said "take care" to each other and went their separate ways, one breaking out to the east and the other to the west.

Not only Lu Jin and Lü Ci, but also many fellow martial arts practitioners and fellow disciples who were scattered to various units had such brief meetings during this process.

Even the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong met Zhang Yi, who had come down the mountain. Zhang Yi was in the same division, while Zuo Ruotong, due to his strong strength and status in the martial arts world, was arranged by Zhang Sanjia to protect the boss. The two exchanged pleasantries upon meeting.

Originally, Master Zuo brought his disciples down the mountain intending to take good care of them, but unexpectedly, they were separated shortly after arriving.

Zhang Sanjia had consulted him about this proposal. If he was unwilling, Zhang Sanjia even suggested that they could set up a special forces brigade for Sanyimen, similar to that of Yamamoto Ichiki.

But Master Zuo refused. Although he wanted to take care of his disciples, he did not want to make them any special cases or engage in factionalism. Especially after seeing that the people from Longhu Mountain had been split up, he did not insist on anything anymore and allowed the Sanyi Sect to break up and integrate into the battlefield.

He was well aware of his disciples' abilities. Compared to the methods of other martial arts practitioners, their Three Ones Sect's Reverse Life Triple Technique was actually quite suitable for the battlefield. As long as they didn't stubbornly court death and obediently followed the troops, they were unlikely to face any danger.

During the time that Master Zuo was in charge of the headquarters, the head of the Gao family visited him once, still hoping to invite him to come out of seclusion and become the person in charge of the Alliance of Extraordinary People Against Japanese Pirates, but Master Zuo still refused.

Zuo Menzhang said that since he himself had gone to the battlefield, the alliance was even more powerless.

He even felt that instead of forming some kind of superhuman alliance and forcibly intervening in this war, it would be better to integrate into it, not to engage in any special superhumanization, but to participate in this war together with the general public.

If the Gao family head insists on forming this alliance of extraordinary individuals, then Zhang Tianshi, who is stationed at Longhu Mountain, or Henglin Master, who is stationed at Song Mountain, would be more suitable than him.

After being rejected once again, the Gao family head also gave up on the so-called alliance of superhumans plan. It wasn't that he was disheartened, but rather that he felt that the Left Gate Master was right. Rather than gathering the power of superhumans to forcibly intervene, it would be better to disperse the power of superhumans and integrate them into the vast majority of ordinary people, and fight together with them.

Because of Zhang Zhiwei's call to action before his seclusion, and the personal involvement of the Left Sect Master, more and more martial arts practitioners began to follow their example, integrating into the group, participating in this war, and contributing their own strength.

Among them are righteous people, and naturally also heretics of the Quanxing sect.

Of course, on the Quanxing side, the acting leader, Wugensheng, had already issued a call to action, leading everyone to have fun with the Japanese pirates, and many members of the Quanxing sect joined in.

During this process, some Quanxing demons and righteous people who were originally irreconcilable enemies went through life and death together, forging deep friendships and even becoming sworn brothers.

After that, several more major battles took place, including the second Battle of Changjun, the third Battle of Changjun, and the two major battles of Changjun. A large number of extraordinary people were gathered there to provide support, and these two battles did not disappoint, annihilating tens of thousands of Japanese pirates.

Time passed slowly amidst the rumbling of cannons and the billowing smoke.

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In the late autumn of the year Guiwei.

After some time apart, Mei Jinfeng, Xia Liuqing, and other members of the Quanxing Sect met Wugensheng again.

Upon meeting, the perceptive Jin Feng immediately sensed something amiss about Wu Gengsheng.

But she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

She just felt that the sect leader's eyes, which always seemed to see through everything, now held a hint of... indescribable heaviness and weariness.

That night, they found a dilapidated temple to stay overnight. The group of Quanxing demons, who couldn't live without alcohol, gathered together to eat large chunks of meat and drink large bowls of wine, having a great time.

"Drink up, come on!!"

"Hey! Stop trying to steal it, you're asking for trouble!"

"Haha, you two go away and mess around, don't spoil everyone's fun."

Everyone was drinking happily, and the atmosphere was lively.

However, Wugensheng, who usually loved drinking and joking around with everyone, seemed rather listless tonight. He just sat quietly to the side, staring blankly at the leaping campfire.

Not long after, he stood up, casually said "I'm going to rest," and turned to walk towards the back hall of the dilapidated temple.

Everyone looked at Wugensheng's retreating figure with some surprise, exchanging bewildered glances.

Jin Feng, who was standing nearby, quickly picked up a quilt to make a bed for Wu Gengsheng: "Sect Leader, it's so early. Are you going to rest?"

"Hmm!" Wugensheng nodded, paused, then turned to look at Mei Jinfeng and said:

"Golden Phoenix..."

"Huh?!" Mei Jinfeng was taken aback.

"I'll only say this to you once!" Wugensheng said slowly, "It's not easy to be a human being in this world, don't waste it here."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the temple, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness.

However, he kept muttering this sentence to himself: "It's not easy to be a human being in this world, don't waste it here... don't waste it here..."

Mei Jinfeng, standing outside the door, stared at him with an incredulous expression.

To outsiders, this might just seem like a common piece of advice.

But this had never happened before among Jin Feng and other members of the Quanxing sect.

Jin Feng had been following Wu Gengsheng for over a decade, and in all that time, she had never seen him offer such clear guidance on someone's life as he did today. (End of Chapter)